Yoongi didn't ask any questions, he

Yoongi didn't ask any questions, heading over to the pair, and pushing the clothes towards Seokjin's chest, "Here's his clothes, and his stuff's all in here."Seokjin smiled gratefully, "Can you help get his shirt and stuff off? They're tight, and his hands are too shaky to do anything."Jungkook glanced to his hands, finding that they were shaking - violently quivering in his lap, fingers twitching and wrist aching.Yoongi turned to him with a sigh - unable to hide the fondness, "You must be real sick, kid, huh? For me to be helping you get dressed, you better be." He teased, faking annoyance even as his touch couldn't have been more gentle as he started to tug at the hem of Jungkook's shirt.Jungkook didn't say anything, but his tired eyes followed Yoongi's movements, finding it to be like clockwork. When Yoongi started to tug the shirt up, over Jungkook's head, Jungkook struggled to hold his arms up.It was a relief to get the tight shirt off, but it was a bigger relief when his large t-shirt was pulled onto him next. It smelt musky, not the cleanest shirt in his closet but it was worn-in and comfortable, and the others were always trying to borrow it from him."Getting these pants off is going to be a pain," Yoongi grumbled, "Don't know how they got you in them in the first place." His hands started to tug them down, careful not to snag on Jungkook's skin or underwear, slowly moving them down his thighs. Jungkook lifted his hips, feeling his hips ache with exertion.Yoongi practically yanked the jeans off of his ankles, as if the fabric had personally done anything to harm him. His hyung let out a sigh after, tired, but reached over to grab the maknae's sweatpants from the floor.Jungkook tried to help as Yoongi slid them on. Yoongi was bracing a hand under Jungkook's thighs to lift him enough to get them over, managing to snugly get them secure, leaving the tie undone.Yoongi sat back on his heels with another sigh. He quirked his lips in a small smile, reaching over to lay a hand on one of Jungkook's shaking ones, "How are you feeling? I only got the gist of it, heard you passed out."Jungkook shrugged. Yoongi huffed a laugh.Yoongi rubbed his thumb over Jungkook's knuckles, and called out to Seokjin, who was over at the sink, wiping off the make-up from his eyes. "Did they agree to the day-off tomorrow?""For him, yes." Seokjin responded, drying off his face before turning back over to them, "For us - well, they think he should be fine taking care of himself." He reached them, "Namjoon is going to talk to them about it, though. At least, to let me stay."Yoongi nodded, turning his eyes back down to Jungkook and his hand's together. He squeezed the maknae's hand once more before pulling it back as he stood up. "Get the kid home, he looks like he's dead."Seokjin lifted Jungkook's arm to wrap around his shoulder, and hooked his arm back under his knees to lift him back up. He grunted with the effort, but managed to hold him steady."You alright?" Yoongi asked him, as the three head back to the door."Just my back. I'm getting old, you know."Yoongi held open the door for them, letting it fall shut as soon as they were out. He gestured behind Seokjin and Jungkook, "Hoseok and Tae are already in the car.""Thanks, Yoongi." Seokjin whispered, voice soft and warm, "Finish up soon, yeah? Get home with the others.""Yeah, yeah." Yoongi waved them off, as Seokjin started to take steps backwards, holding Jungkook steady against his chest. "Got it. Text me when you're back, okay?"Seokjin finally turned, not wanting to walk backwards too long. He called over his shoulder to Yoongi as he started walking towards the exit door at the end of the hallway, "I will, Yoon - don't you worry.""I'm not worried." Yoongi shouted back - Jungkook could hear the smile in his voice.They reached the door, and Seokjin turned them again to use his back to push open the heavy back door, groaning. The door slammed shut, and Jungkook flinched in Seokjin's arm, the noise startling him from the daze he had been in.Seokjin shushed him gently as he began to walk, still holding Jungkook securely. "Glad there isn't any fans around, yeah? To get pictures of the dear maknae being carried to safety?" Seokjin's voice was teasing, but fond.Jungkook didn't say anything in reply, but a smile twitched at the corner of his lips. He dropped his head against Seokjin's chest, turning his face into his shirt and breathing in the soft cologne his hyung wore.The chilled air blew over them, raising goosebumps on Jungkook's heated skin. It was sharp, and he cowered into Seokjin's embrace."As soon as we get home, you aren't leaving your bed, alright? You're getting some sleep."Jungkook nodded, a small nuzzle of his head.With his eyes fallen shut again, hidden from the light outside with his head hid in Seokjin's chest, Jungkook felt the comfort again, safe in the dark again, knowing that he had his hyung there to watch fo

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Yoongi沒有問任何問題，前往到一對，並推動對衣服Seokjin的胸口，“這是他的衣服，他的東西全在這裡。”

Seokjin感激地笑了，“你能不能幫得到他的襯衫和東西了嗎？他們是緊張，他的手是太不穩做任何事情。”

Jungkook瞟了一眼他的手，發現他們在顫抖-顫抖劇烈在他的腿上，手指抽搐和手腕疼痛。

Yoongi轉向他嘆了口氣-無法掩飾的喜愛，“你一定是真正的病人，孩子，呵呵對於我是在幫你穿好衣服，你最好？”。他開玩笑，假裝煩惱甚至他的接觸已經不能更溫柔，他開始在拖船Jungkook襯衫的下擺。

Jungkook沒有說什麼，但他疲憊的眼睛跟著Yoongi的動向，發現它像發條。當Yoongi開始拉扯球衣了，過Jungkook的頭，Jungkook竭力將他的手臂。

這是一種解脫，以獲得緊身上衣脫掉，但它是一個更大的救濟時，他的大T卹是未來拉到他。據聞麝香，不乾淨的襯衫在他的衣櫃裡，但它是破舊的，舒適的，和其他人總是試圖從他那裡借了。

“獲得這些脫褲子將是一個痛苦，”Yoongi抱怨道，“不知道他們在首位如何得到你在其中。” 他的手開始拉扯下來，注意不要在Jungkook的皮膚或內衣抽絲，慢慢地移動下來他的大腿。Jungkook抬起臀部，感覺他的臀部疼痛勞累。

Yoongi幾乎猛拉牛仔褲了他的腳踝，因為如果織物曾親自做過傷害他。他哥放出來後，疲憊的嘆了口氣，但伸手從地上搶maknae的運動褲。

Jungkook試圖幫助，Yoongi下滑它們。Yoongi被支撐下Jungkook的大腿一隻手抬起他足以讓他們過，管理為緊密地讓他們安全，留下領帶解開。

Yoongi坐回他的腳後跟與另一嘆息。他挑了挑他的嘴唇在微微笑著，達到了打下了手Jungkook的顫抖的人之一，“你感覺怎麼樣？我只得到了它的要點，聽說你暈過去了。”

Jungkook聳聳肩。Yoongi嚇笑。

Yoongi搓著拇指在Jungkook的指關節，並叫了Seokjin，誰結束在水槽，擦去彩妝從他的眼睛。“他們同意明天白天關閉？”

“對他來說，是的。” Seokjin回應，回頭向他們面前曬過他的臉，“對於我們-嗯，他們認為他應該罰款採取自己照顧自己。” 他來到他們身邊，“Namjoon打算跟他們談它，但是，至少，讓我留下來。”

Yoongi點了點頭，把他的眼睛回落到Jungkook他的手一起來。他拉回來，他站起身前捏捏maknae的手一次。“讓孩子回家，看起來他已經死了。”

Seokjin解除Jungkook的手臂環繞他的肩膀上，並鉤在他的膝蓋胳膊回把他扶備份。他哼了一聲與努力，但成功地拿穩他。

“你還好嗎？” Yoongi問他，作為三頭回門。

“只是我回來了。我老了，你知道的。”

Yoongi舉行開門對於他們來說，讓它掉下關只要他們出來。他指著身後Seokjin和Jungkook，“Hoseok和泰已經在車上。”

“謝謝，Yoongi。” Seokjin輕聲說，聲音柔和而溫暖，“很快就完成了，是嗎？回家與他人。”

“是啊。” Yoongi揮手趕走，因為Seokjin開始採取措施倒退，拿著Jungkook穩定靠在他的胸前。“知道了，給我發短信，當你回來，

Seokjin最後變成，不想向後走太久。他他的肩膀叫過來Yoongi，他在走廊盡頭開始向出口門走，“我會的，尹-你不要擔心。”

“我不擔心。” Yoongi大聲回答- Jungkook能聽出他聲音裡的微笑。

他們走到門口，和Seokjin把他們再次用他的背部推開沉重的後門，呻吟。門砰地關上，並Jungkook畏縮在Seokjin的手臂，噪聲從他曾經在。迷迷糊糊驚心他

Seokjin輕輕地噓他，因為他開始走，仍持有Jungkook安全。“很高興沒有任何周圍的球迷，是嗎？為了讓親愛maknae的圖片正在開展安全？” Seokjin的聲音揶揄，但喜愛。

Jungkook沒說什麼答复，但在他的嘴角抽動了笑容。他放棄了他的反對Seokjin的胸部頭部，把他的臉變成了他的襯衫和軟科隆他哥戴著呼吸。

冷空氣吹就過去了，在Jungkook的加熱皮膚起雞皮疙瘩提高。這是尖銳的，而他蜷縮成Seokjin的懷抱。

“只要我們回家，你是不會離開你的床，好嗎？你得到一些睡眠。”

Jungkook點點頭，他的頭小親暱在一起。

隨著他的眼睛又倒下關，從外光在Seokjin的胸部腦袋藏藏，Jungkook再次感受到了舒適性，又在黑暗中安全，知道他有他哥那裡觀看FO

結果 (繁體中文) 2:

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結果 (繁體中文) 3:

Yoongi沒有問任何問題，走向那對，把衣服推到Seokjin的胸前，“這是他的衣服，他的東西都在這裡。”
Seokjin感激地笑了，“你能幫他把襯衫和東西脫下來嗎？他們太緊了，他的手也太抖了，什麼都做不了。”
容克瞥了一眼他的手，發現他們在顫抖——在他的膝上劇烈地顫抖，手指抽搐，手腕疼痛。
尹吉歎了口氣，忍不住對他說：“孩子，你一定是病了吧？“我來幫你穿衣服，你最好去。”他調侃道，假裝很惱火，儘管他開始扯起鐘國的襯衫下擺時，他的觸摸再溫和不過了。
鐘國什麼也沒說，但他疲憊的眼睛跟著尹吉的動作，發現像鐘錶一樣。當尹吉開始把襯衫往上拉時，正國的頭上方，正國掙扎著舉起雙臂。
脫下這件緊身襯衫讓我松了一口氣，但當他的大t恤被拉到他身上時，我松了一口氣。它聞起來有麝香味，不是他衣櫥裏最乾淨的襯衫，但它穿著舒適，其他人總是想向他借。
“把這條褲子脫掉會很痛苦，”尹吉咕噥道，“不知道他們一開始是怎麼把你穿進去的。”他的手開始把褲子拉下來，小心別扯到鐘國的皮膚或內衣上，慢慢地把褲子從大腿上拉下來。容國抬起了臀部，感覺自己的臀部因勞累而疼痛。
Yoongi幾乎把牛仔褲從脚踝上扯下來，好像布料對他個人造成了傷害。他的鉉累了，然後歎了口氣，但伸手從地上抓住了馬克尼的運動褲。
當尹吉把他們推上時，鐘國試圖幫忙。尹吉用一隻手撐住鐘國的大腿，把他抬起來，好讓他們過去，設法讓他們安全，把領帶解開。
尹吉又歎了口氣，坐在後面。他微微一笑，撇了撇嘴，伸手去摸一隻鐘國顫抖的嘴唇，“你感覺怎麼樣？我只知道要點，聽說你昏過去了。”
鐘國聳聳肩。尹琪哈哈大笑。
尹吉用大拇指搓了搓鐘國的指節，向在水池邊的盛進喊道，他擦去了眼睛上的化妝品。”他們同意明天放假嗎？”
“對他來說，是的。”Seokjin回答說，一邊擦乾臉，然後轉過身來對他們說，“對我們來說——嗯，他們認為他應該好好照顧自己。”他找到他們，“不過，Namjoon要和他們談談這件事。至少，讓我留下來。”
尹吉點了點頭，把眼睛轉回到正國和他的手在一起。他又一次捏了捏馬克尼的手，然後站起來把它拉回來。”把孩子帶回家，他看起來好像死了。”
Seokjin抬起了Jungkook的手臂，摟住他的肩膀，然後將手臂鉤在膝蓋下麵，把他抬起來。他努力地咕噥著，但還是設法穩住了。
“你還好吧？”尹吉問他，當三個人回到門前。
“就在我背上。我老了，你知道的。”
尹吉幫他們把門打開，等他們一出去，門就關上了。他在Seokjin和Jungkook後面示意，“Hoseok和Tae已經在車裏了。”
“謝謝，尹吉。”盛進低聲說，聲音柔和而溫暖，“快結束了，是嗎？和其他人一起回家吧。”
“是的，是的。”尹吉揮手讓他們走開，這時，盛進開始向後退一步，把鐘國穩穩地抱在胸前知道了。你回來後給我發短信，好嗎？”
秋瑾終於轉過身來，不想倒退太久。當他開始朝走廊盡頭的出口走去時，他背著他的肩膀對尹吉喊道：“我會的，尹——別擔心。”
“我不擔心。”尹吉喊道——鐘國聽得見他聲音裏的微笑。
他們走到門口，Seokjin再次轉過身，用背推開沉重的後門，呻吟著。門砰的一聲關上了，正國在正國的臂彎裏縮了縮，那聲音把他從剛才的茫然中驚醒了。
Seokjin開始走路時輕輕地甩了他一下，仍然穩穩地抱著Jungkook。”很高興周圍沒有粉絲，是嗎？為了拍到親愛的馬克尼被抬到安全地帶的照片？”Seokjin的聲音很好笑，但很喜歡。
鐘國什麼也沒說，只是嘴角微微一笑。他把頭靠在Seokjin的胸前，把臉轉成襯衫，呼吸著hyung穿的軟古龍水。
寒冷的空氣吹過他們，在鐘國的熱皮膚上起雞皮疙瘩。它是尖銳的，他畏縮進了Seokjin的懷抱。
“我們一到家，你就不要離開你的床，好嗎？你在睡覺。”
鐘國點點頭，一個小鼻孔。
容國又閉上眼睛，把頭藏在秋瑾的胸膛裏，躲開外面的光線，又感到了安慰，又在黑暗中安然無恙，因為他知道自己有一隻鬣狗在那裡看電視